Today you turn one. For the past two years or so, I have been focused on you and your physical wellbeing with an intensity usually reserved for scientists studying space spores. First it was the wanting a hypothetical baby, a platonic little fetus. Then it was being pregnant, and doing everything I could to help build you a fine, strong body. Yoga, prenatal vitamins, organic milk, loads of spinach when all I wanted was spoonfuls of cookie dough. I even tried to think positive thoughts in the hopes that some of this happiness would work its way into the cells of your growing self -– this, while riding the stinking subway to work during rush hour!